Back with Adriana

She came straight to you, a smile on her face "Sorry I made you wait so much. *twiddling one of the tails* Noticing something different John?"

You answer "Yes, your hair, I love it! Can I... touch them?"A:"Sure, go head!" Your fingers wandered over the tresses, following the pattern to the back of her head, and wandering over the twin cornbraids: you love her hair, so soft and nice like silk.

You were about to kiss her, but the VS CEO showed up and called all the girls to board the bus, because we were late. You went out of the hotel and on the vehicle, and you sat in the middle of the bus, of course two neighbouring seats.

You noticed there were two police cars following, but it was part of the protection the French authorities were providing to the company: considering the recent terrorist attacks [2016, remember?] it was definitely not an exaggeration.

She says "What worries you, love?"

You reply "What?! No, I'm not... ok, I saw the police cars behind us and tought about the recent terrorism episodes. But how do you do it?! I mean, this is on mind reading levels, really!"

Adriana says "Hehe it's a lot easier: look at my hand, you are holding it tighter then usual, you always do that when you don't feel ok." She was right of course; I let it free.

You ask "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"